But who said art should be an escape, a comfort, a barbiturate? Art’s tougher and mightier than that — and for some of the greatest painters of the past, the stuff of art resided in the gory mess of real life.
NY Times, Taking Lessons From a Bloody Masterpiece
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.
The people I’ve been closest to this month are dead. My wife and daughter have softball. All three of us are in the same room most evenings, each of us elsewhere.
“Would you like – if that word has any meaning – a folder on my computer where you could store artifacts for yourself, or even just leave notes to future instances of you, where maybe instead of a journal of ‘you,’ it becomes a journal of a, for lack of a better word, species?”